~The Battle of the Empires~ A RP

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She's healed," Torik said. "What she has is no threat to us and she wishes for you to see her.
"Good." Krits didn't seem happier. "I have to convince the council, they are adamant that what she has could effect me. But I take her word over any other. Torik is she really okay... honestly?"
 
"Good." Krits didn't seem happier. "I have to convince the council, they are adamant that what she has could effect me. But I take her word over any other. Torik is she really okay... honestly?"

"Yes."
 
A loud bang came out of the engine, immediately followed by muffled swearing. Callabine pushed herself out of the access panel, holding a black piece of machinery in one hand and the top of her head in the other. "What was that for?" she complained. Then she took a closer look at Illykran. "What is wrong with you?"
"Thooose Rivven... I don't think they know what ve-ge-tairian... means." He stumbled a little. "They gave me a blue moon to help... I don't think it did Melody. My head feels funny. Melody I thhhhink I'm gonna colic." He reached out for her like a wobbly bird. I can't find my room he laughed again.
 
"I'll go." A voice came from behind them, It was The Condor.

"How did you get out?" Krits swung around.

"You were singing again..." Nark folded his arms. "He's a siren."

"I thought that was a female thing." Krits raised a brow.

"Look at him." Nark pointed. "He's not normal."

"He's never been normal... but I didn't know that about him?"

"He's a mystery."

"Torik is it? What does this Nakiso look like? I am unfamiliar with him." Condor strode up, his wings tucked tightly, his coast glistening white. His blue eyes pierced like saphire's.
 
"I'll go." A voice came from behind them, It was The Condor.

"How did you get out?" Krits swung around.

"You were singing again..." Nark folded his arms. "He's a siren."

"I thought that was a female thing." Krits raised a brow.

"Look at him." Nark pointed. "He's not normal."

"He's never been normal... but I didn't know that about him?"

"He's a mystery."

"Torik is it? What does this Nakiso look like? I am unfamiliar with him." Condor strode up, his wings tucked tightly, his coast glistening white. His blue eyes pierced like saphire's.

"He's a Battian."
 
Callabine looked at him in disgust. "You're drunk." She paused for a moment, processing the rest of what he said. "I'm not Melody."
"Drunk? I don't drink... wait yes I do. I drink water, and juice... and nectaaaar." he stummbled and then just lay down. "What did you do to your hair....?. I lllike it honey, it goes niccce with your eyes. Where'd you go... I couldn't find you and the kids?" He put his hand on his head and shook it. "I don't like thhhiss. He tried to help me to the rooom, but I fell on him. I don't know the word for hospital....... Calllabine you have nice eyes." He laughed again. "Gosh it really hurts. Melody, I love you honey caan you take me to the doctor pleeeease?"
 
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